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letra de ctap1.5 - adriiian

[intro]
ctap
throwback
you know that…

[verse]
you ever feel like you’re losing the game?
you ever wanna burst into flames?
you ever feel ashamed looking back just to realize not a thing was the same?
you ever feel like you’re the reason to blame?
you ever feel like you’re gunning for fame?
you ever notice that the people you thought were your friends consider you lame?
you ever wonder how to cope with the pain?
you ever think you’re going insane? a beast unleashed that can’t be tamed?
you ever skip your favorite cl-sses?
you ever go out your way to strike fear into the hearts of the m-sses?
you ever self-reflect and contemplate your greatest aspects?
you ever conclude that none of those things will raise your friend out of that casket?
you ever ponder picture-perfect p-ssy and imagine
that the baddest b-tch on the block is there for your satisfaction?
you ever wanna venture into fashion?
you ever been inside the playboy mansion?
you ever had goals so farfetched
that’s so far out, a dog wouldn’t fathom to fetch it?
you ever feel like your life’s being tested?
you ever feel the need to be reckless?
you ever feel naked, like that underage girl on your nexus?
you ever feel like you need another perspective?
this is for everyone who feels kinda restless
for anyone who feels kinda desperate

[hook]
if you connect with any line in this song
i dare you to tell me if what i’m saying is wrong
not everybody’s got a will to be strong
but everybody’s got a place they feel they belong
if you connect with any line in this song
i dare you to tell me if what i’m saying is wrong
not everybody’s got a will to be strong
but everybody’s got a place they feel they belong

[verse 2]
this a call to arms from the studio to your headphones
for black women, darkskins and the redbones
radiant goddesses, queens sitting on fairer thrones
and even all the h-rny ones that can’t control their pheromones
for latinx, the p-ssionates and comp-ssionates
the only race i actually stereotype as pacifists
the romantics and the ones involved in antics
and the beautiful women that only feel free when they’re dancing
for all my asians, from shanghai to turkey
especially aleppo, if there’s a god, i hope she’s resting their souls
they don’t receive a lot of x’s and o’s
but they should, for all the victims who never made it to seven years old
for my canadians, nova scotia to yukon
chilling, sipping oolong, remember who put you on
this for my african warlords in countries that’s war torn
got the block hotter than a four door stranded in mordor
this for the african diaspora
the white man tried to embody us with v–gr-
we don’t need no masters, me and t, we on the same boat
the only master we working for is our masters
yung spritz

- adriiian

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